Dom Vito, Repair Man

My friend was telling me about his repair man,  Don Vito. “We were sitting in my RV as he was tinkering with the broken generator,” he said.  “I wanted to get to know this gregarious Italian; what was behind his infectious personality.”  Dom had lived on the coast in a beautiful home in San Clemente,…

Things Break, Plans Change, Where is God?

The mechanic spoke in whimsical tones, throwing his arms around, and stopping to stare at me when he wanted my reaction. “You ever watch Deadliest Catch?” “Sure,” I nodded. “The reality show about crabbing in Alaska?” “That was my life for 14 years,” he said. “I got out before I died; many of my buddies…